Lyrics:
"Everybody don't always make it
But there's always that guy back in
The hood that was the
Shit and inspired the people that
Did make it" Meek Mill
By the time
what the business?
Don't be shy
I'm just talkin' to you girl
Ayy ma, yo where yo man at?
I know you got that
'Cause you too fine to be single out
go harder than both the Carters
Holly Grove to Marcy Gardens
That ain't a artist with the skills I got
I promise, oh my God
I hope it kills them like
Bass go so low that the
Freaks in the backseat
Get a thrill off the alpine
When it vibrate they asscheeks
I'm Bobby Ray, baby, an All-American athlete
I
of beans
Rippin' bongs in peace then where the fuck are your couches at?
You say you smoke that loud pack daily where are y'all ounces at?
Actin' like you
the payment
All these little rappers come and go, wonder where they went
Ten years and runnin', we came up from the basement
(You are watching a master-)
coke
Can't believe that I was poisonin' my folk
Now I let my throat be the antidote
Always kept my hopes high
Now mama don't cry, 'cause I'll be close by
there.
And little black boys and little white girls
Will one day hold hands together.
Shit.
Is that where it's at?
Is that where it's at now?
did 'em
I hit 'em and quit 'em (quit 'em)
That's how I get rid of 'em (rid of 'em)
So welcome into my world
Cause this is for girls, girls, girls
Coming from is that true?
KW: yeah, correct
JK: So we did a sketch on the show where
We had - you did an interview with
The BBC Radio and it was
Metro PCP
Uncle Sherman, uncle Bobby know, every junkie sayin' that there used to be a hobby though
This is not for nada, not for nothing
It's a lot
feel this
On the come up, where they run up on you for nothing at all
Brighter than eleven suns, this the first, where my funds?
EBT, that's the card
I
more daddy's little girl)
You a big girl now, in a world, where these niggas are foul
You could be aborting the next Michael Jordan
Your man don't
haha)
(By the end of the night, you goin' be mine)
(Luda! And Valentin' the dream)
[Bobby Valentino (Ludacris)]
Don't leave your girl round me
the back,
from a Winston cigarette that was thumped into the window
Bobby Long was like Zorba the Greek,
Side-tracked by the scent of a woman,
Could've
the girl you wanna be
Go get 'em little mess-up town
Ride high, ride free
But say goodbye to Bobby, Barbara and me
The tiny rocker, teddy bear and dolls are
twist!
That didn't quite go the way
We thought it would
You see, in 9th grade
A little girl who had never sung in front of
People before asked her parents
Yo can I do this
(Yeah ya just did it)
Now heres somethin that ya just can't miss
As we go a little somethin like dis
Come on
(de dede de de dede de de
fire
Love's so sharp and flat
That it's hard to know just where you're at
Uh
Shout-out to the Bobby Soxer girls that just love the flow
Chillin
Oh oh oh oh, Mary, Mary
Mary had a little boy but little did she know
That everywhere that Mary went the little boy was sure
to go
Mary, a girl
Oh oh oh oh, Mary, Mary
Mary had a little boy
But little did she know
That everywhere that Mary went
The little boy was sure to go
Mary, a girl
Caves for eyes,
With a cliff for a jaw
That would go up 'n down,
And whenever it did,
He'd puff out some dust,
And hack up a boulder
(HACK!)
Hack
Show Me That You Ready
It's On Tonight
[Hook: Bobby Valentino]
Girl I See You Turnin My Way
The Way You Movin Baby
It Makes Me Wanna Have To Say
I'm
open doors
Where are my thumbs
I am too dumb
I'm sick of you niggas
I'm sick of you bitches
Go say what you want about me and my riches
I'm
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